We arrived at the stadium, parked up and got out. It was 12:15, two hours to kick off, so we went up the stairs to the concourse that runs round the outside of the stadium and found the entrance we'd been looking for. We then got our block and got a programme.I walked out onto the stairs that ran down the block and looked out onto the pitch. The sight that I saw knocked the air out of my lungs - it was Wembley Stadium in all its 800 million glory.
I got my seat and sat down and read the programme. It was pretty thin (30 pages) but I read it and while talking to some other people the players started to warm up. Then 2:15 came around.
As they kicked off I was nervous every time they got the ball in our own half. One, because Stevenage are a fine team and two, because I couldn't see the touchlines from the front row so I had my own mental picture of where the ball was.
After shouting at the players with messages of loving support (come on, you prats!, just one goal!) and being looked at funnily for shouting, not by the fans but, by the stewards. They must have been used to the prawn sandwich fans of Man Utd and Chavski.
Then our right winger Simon Russell got into the box and squared the ball for the on running Christie. He shot and it was blocked, then James Constable got the rebound and poked it into the bottom left hand corner. I went ballistic and so did 25,000 + other KHFC fans.
Then the Mexican Waves started, they were always fun because once they'd got round to the Stevenage side of the stadium they stopped. Swearing and a few gestures ensued. After about the billionth Mexican Wave, Christie put a backheel into the path of Constable who ran and from about 25 yards out slotted it past Alan Julian in the Borough goal.
We continued to pressurise the Stevenage defence and we barely had any more problems.
Half time arrived with the score at Kidderminster Harriers 2-0 Stevenage Borough.
Stevenage kicked off for the second half and as soon as they got their first move going, a lot of fans came to the sad realisation that we had a tough battle on our hands. Six minutes after the fatal restart, Mitchell Cole volleyed in from close range. Now the real fans started to panic.
We got a few moves towards their goal such as a Christie header that went just wide and a Constable shot that went straight into the arms of Alan Julian. Then Steve Guppy (the former England international) went off for Craig Dobson. The tide drastically turned on us.
A long searching ball found the pacy winger who sprinted past our second half, non existent defence and slotted it past our usually outstanding keeper, Scott Bevan. Now even fairweather fans started to wake up and smell the dodgy coffee.
We had our backs to the wall, one of our best strikers in Iseyden Christie went off for Andy 'can't jump, wont jump' White. We had a few more half chances but then it was all Stevenage, I along with every other Kiddy fan started to sweat and panic like a alcoholic in a brewery.
We all were certain that it would go to extra time, but on 88 minutes disaster struck as Steve Morison hashed a shot at Scott Bevan who pushed it onto his feet once again and he made no mistake in putting in the rebound.
He'd broken my heart for the day.
We then brought on Luke Reynolds for a pretty ok Brian Smikle, and we got four minutes extra time. Unfortunately it was not enough although Gavin Hurran took a low volley which was going in then Andy White deflected it out.
Final Score: Kidderminster Harriers 2-3 Stevenage Borough
